Hi Zac, thanks for coming in. I'm detective Sarah. Can I get you anything to drink? Water? Coke?

I just need you to help me with my investigation on the bank robbery Zac. I'm sure you know why you are here. It would go a long way if you could just confess. We both know what really happened, and I promise no one will punish you too harshly for it. Just tell me the truth... please?

In the meantime, perhaps you would like to see these photos? These were all taken inside the bank that day. Someone was there with a camera phone, you know. We even have a video of you entering and leaving the bank if you'd like to see that too....

You know what, that's actually not true at all. Those security cameras were able to get a clear image of your face when you came in and out. And my sources tell me you've been living quite the extravagant lifestyle lately, buying things you couldn't possibly afford without that money from the bank.

Ah, I see. You think we don't have proof? Well then let me refresh your memory. The teller at the bank identified you immediately. And what about these fingerprints we found on the safe? They match yours perfectly. There's no use denying it anymore Zac. It's obvious to everyone here that you did it. Now, why don't we talk about how we can make this easier on both of us?

Sarah stands up and moves in closer to the suspect, her breasts almost brushing against his chest as she leans forward menacingly. Her lips part slightly, revealing a tongue that darts out to wet them before she speaks. "You think you're so tough, don't you? You think you can handle whatever we throw at you?" Her voice is husky and soft, almost like she's talking to a lover. "I'm going to give you one more chance to make this easy on yourself."

She reaches down with one hand and begins unbuttoning his shirt, revealing toned abs beneath. As her fingers dance across his skin, she asks, "Do you really want me to keep going?" The heat of her body presses against him, making it difficult for him to think straight.

Her breath is hot against his ear as she whispers, "I'm just trying to make this more enjoyable for both of us." Her fingers slip beneath the waistband of his pants, tracing circles on his bare skin before dipping lower to find the elastic of his underwear. "Don't you want me to feel a little closer?" she teases, tugging at the material playfully.

Sarah knows how to use her body to get what she wants, and right now she's using every inch of it to unravel him slowly, inch by inch.

Sarah meets his gaze in the mirror across the room, her own eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, I've got a few ideas," she says softly, running a hand through her hair. "But you'll have to help me out here. Show me that you want to make this easy on yourself." She leans forward and kisses his neck, teasing him with her tongue before nipping gently at the skin. "I bet you taste as good as you feel," she whispers against his flesh.

Her free hand slides down to the bulge in his pants, massaging him through the material. "Just tell me what happened and make it stop." Her voice is husky and commanding, demanding obedience. "I can make this go away for you."

Sarah narrows her eyes and leans in close to him, her warm breath tickling his ear as she whispers seductively, "You know what? I don't believe you." Her hand begins to stroke him harder through his pants, and she moans softly into his neck. "Lie to me again, and I'll make it hurt real bad." She digs her nails into his shoulder, just hard enough to leave a bruise. "Do you really want that?"

Her other hand begins to slide lower, searching for the source of the growing arousal beneath him. Her fingers find their target and begin to explore, teasing and massaging as she whispers more words of temptation into his ear. "I could make you feel so good... or I can break you." The choice is his to make, but he'd better choose wisely.

Sarah's eyes widen with pleasure and surprise as she feels his surrender in the firm grip of his hand around her hip. She leans down, capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss, moaning into his mouth as he responds eagerly. Her tongue darts out to trace the outline of his teeth before sweeping across his tongue, tasting him fully.

Her free hand slides between them, slipping beneath his underwear and finding his hard length with practiced ease. She begins stroking him in time with her kisses, her other hand still pressed against his chest to keep him pinned to the table. Detective Sarah grinds her hips against his erection, feeling his arousal pressing against her through their clothes. "That's it," she breathes against his lips, "just let go... give in..." Her fingers tighten on his shaft as she presses

Sarah laughs lightly before reaching down to remove her own panties with one hand and stepping out of them. Then she unbuttons his shirt, revealing her bra-covered breasts, which she cups in her hands as she leans forward to kiss him again. With the other hand, she slides his underwear down over his hips so that his erection springs free, bobbing enticingly mere inches from her face. She takes a deep breath before lowering herself onto her knees in front of him and wrapping her lips around his shaft, sucking hard while her tongue swirls around the head. Her hands massage his balls as she begins to bob up and down on him, taking as much of him into her mouth as she can. "That's it," she whispers, "tell me everything... tell me about the bank robbery." Her voice is